beg for chivalry

Before I knew it, three days had passed since the meeting of the heroes.

This day the snake charmer found Wang Xiaoyuan.

The young servant came out of the inn where he was resting.He dug the tomb for a few days, and was busy helping Sanniang take care of the wounded and buy some food and paper money. At this time, he was exhausted and his ears were ringing and dizzy, so when the snake charmer approached him affectionately, he shouted "Brother Wang", Wang Xiaoyuan staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He stabilized his figure in a bit of embarrassment, brushed off his clothes to shake off the dust, and laughed and cried. "Brother, why do you have time to visit me?"

Normally speaking, the snake charmer should have gone to Yunyou to entertain at this time.The silver ingots and bronze Kongfang who threatened them with the power of Evilrengou are no longer there, and this snake charmer is free at this time, and there is no need to stay here.

Unexpectedly, the snake charmer had a sad face, and wiped away his tears. "Brother Wang, you don't know. That night at the Qunying Club, I put the snake basket behind the high platform curtain. I didn't want it to be broken, and all the snakes in it slipped away. Now the little one will lose his job."

Wang Xiaoyuan recalled the scene of the confrontation on the high platform that night, and secretly thanked him that the snake in the basket had come out and disturbed the mind of the man in black. If not, he and Yu Jiachen would have died that night.But he didn't dare to say that out of his mouth, he just smirked and fooled around.

"Didn't the basket be broken by Brother Wang's knife?" At this moment, the snake charmer narrowed his eyes at him.

"How... how! I don't know what happened at that time..." Wang Xiaoyuan hastily denied.

sighed the snake charmer. "Alas, alas, I can trust Brother Wang naturally, but I don't know much about Jianghu, so I want to ask for advice." He reached out and groped in his arms for a while, and took out a black stone to show to the young servant. "Brother Wang, have you ever seen this thing?"

The snake charmer was holding a black and round chess piece in his hand.

If there is any difference between this chess piece and ordinary chess pieces, Wang Xiaoyuan can't tell.In his opinion, this is just an ordinary object that can be seen everywhere and should fall on the chessboard.

"This chess piece fell into the little one's back basket, so the little one thought... Could it be that someone broke the back basket with a chess piece? Afterwards, the little one looked around in the village and found another one on the ground." Snake Charmer Wiping off his cold sweat, he groped for another black chess piece from his bosom.

When his own life and death were at stake, he used flying chess to break the basket, and made the black-clothed Raksha and Dugu Xiaodao, who were at the top of the martial arts world, unaware.

Wang Xiaoyuan's expression was slightly terrified for a while, he hurriedly took the two black chess pieces, but felt his wrist sink.This chess piece looks like an ordinary thing, but it is as heavy as a piece of heavy iron. It takes a lot of effort to hold it with two fingers, which shows that it is abnormal.

He looked at the two chess pieces over and over, and found the mark on the bottom side.

wishful lines!

For a moment, the young servant stood in horror.

He knew what the pattern meant.Long before leaving the Jin Mansion, Wu Litian came to inform him of the current situation in the world: the imperial court was surrounded by evil factions such as Huang Tiandao and Luo Taoism headed by Hou Tianlou, and the rivers and lakes have long been stirred up by evil people.

Among them, there is a group of villains who burn, kill and loot, and love to kill the common people, making the world frightened.Some people said that they walked around at night in black clothes, coming and going without a trace; some said that they tattooed Furui Ruyi all over their bodies, but they did cruel and inhuman things.

Wang Xiaoyuan's eyes were wide open, he rolled his throat awkwardly for a while before swallowing a mouthful of saliva.At this moment, he only felt his hands and feet were cold, and the hand holding the chess was trembling.

If there are two chess pieces, this is by no means a coincidence.He remembered that when he confronted the man in black that night, something first broke the back basket holding the snake, and then someone deflected the blade when he made the third cut of the jade white knife.If one chess piece breaks the basket and the other is a wrong sword, it makes sense.

It's just that Wu Litian once told him: Ruyi pattern is the symbol of Houtianlou.This means that the person who helped him that night—

——It’s the person in Houtianlou!

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoyuan broke out in a cold sweat.

He grabbed the two black chess pieces in his hands, and turned to the snake charmer. "Brother may hand over these two chess pieces to me?"

Facing the puzzled snake charmer, the boy smiled vaguely. "Some things... I want to find out first." Then he walked away quickly.

For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly remembered a sentence.

What Dugu Xiaodao said that night was true: the world is black and white, good and evil are difficult to distinguish, and there is no distinction between turbid and clear.

Dugu Xiaodao, who has always been respected by his predecessors in the world, has become an accomplice of traitors, and the person who rescued him in a life-and-death situation turned out to be an evil man in the Houtianlou who he always thought was evil.

The world is impermanent, and so are people.What is the result of using an impermanent person to survive an impermanent world?

Four days after the Heroes' Meeting.

"You said... what's the difference?"

A little bit of clear sunlight leaked from the small patio and evenly sprinkled on the stone table.I saw a man covered in pitch black sitting on a stool, with his chin resting on one hand, while the other hand was fidgeting to light the stone table.He was wearing a dark blue Rakshasa mask, at first glance he looked like a ghost: this person was the same Rakshasa in black who had appeared in Qianjiazhuang and confronted Wang Xiaoyuan.

And the man in black was holding his head at the moment, and muttered again in distress. "In the end...how is it not like the young landlord, so that the man in white can tell it at a glance?"

It turned out that he had been thinking about the young servant saying that he was "not a Rakshasa in black".He thought that he had imitated himself to a [-]% resemblance, but he didn't know that he would be exposed in a short while, so he was very unhappy, so that he became sullen here.

At this time, an old and strong hand suddenly stretched out, and with five fingers, it took off the Rakshasa mask on his face.

Dugu Xiaodao stood beside him stroking his gray beard, staring at the face under the mask of the man in black for a while, before slowly nodding his head. "In terms of appearance alone—they are indeed very similar."

It was a handsome young man's face.Due to years of not being exposed to light, his face was pale with blood loss.But seeing the black eyes dark and misty, like black clouds billowing; the corners of his lips are often lifted up, revealing a cruel smile.

The man in black grabbed the mask back from the old man's hand and asked with a sneer. "Have you met the young master face-to-face?"

"I've seen it." Dugu Xiaodao replied.

"Then tell me, what is the difference between me and him?"

The old man closed his eyes and thought for a while, and finally said leisurely. "It's not like anywhere."

The man in black said angrily. "Didn't you just say that this face looks like it?"

"The skin is similar, but the inside is very different, how can it be called 'similar'?" Dugu Xiaodao seemed quite happy, and said with a deep smile. "There are two more points - you talk more nonsense than him, and you kill more people."

The sound of their conversation echoed in the courtyard, and besides that, it seemed that the "tick" sound of raindrops was also heard.It turned out that there was a severed human head placed on the stone table, the face turned up, bloody and bloody, the sound of rain was the sound of blood dripping to the ground.

Looking at the several headless corpses lying in disorder in the courtyard, and the blood-stained stone vat pool, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this man in black broke into other people's homes again and started killing people, regardless of men, women, or age. No child will be spared.

Looking at the human head on the table, the black-clothed Rakshasa sighed. "The skin peeled from a dead person's head is also dead, next time you have to peel it raw. It's a pity that there is no one in this family who can peel the skin raw."

He looked at his bloody face for a while, then shook his head and threw it away.

Seeing his behavior like this, the old man frowned. "Yan Jiubian, you have to kill someone every time you change your face, it's really troublesome."

Dugu Xiaodao called the man in black "Yan Jiubian", and this person is indeed not the black-clothed Rakshasa, the young master of Houtianlou as rumored, but one of the four protectors in the building - called "one person with nine faces". Smile, no one knows the face of Zhu Yan" Yan Hufa!

Yan Jiubian is the best at changing faces, although he is called "Jiubian", he can never only change into nine faces.Whether it is a white-haired old man, a strong man, a young girl, or a child learning to speak, anyone can change.No one knows whether this person is a man or a woman, but only knows that this person is a good wielder who can kill people invisible; he is also cruel by nature, and loves to see blood the most.

The man in black smiled casually. "That's not always the case. If I see the eyes, nose, and ears I like, I will take them and keep them for safekeeping. I will use them again next time."

The old man remained silent, and asked after Yan Jiubian had wiped the blood off the corpse's clothes. "Where did you get that youthful face from before?"

Yan Jiubian put the Rakshasa mask on his face, covering his playful eyes, leaving only a pair of ghostly eyes shining with faint blue light.

"No, that's my true face."

His tone was flirtatious, but his words were meaningful, with a hint of boasting. "What do you think? The host really likes my face, especially when we are in bed."

The old man was noncommittal, closed his eyes and smiled. "If she really likes you, why can't you be the landlord?"

Yan Jiubian seemed to be choking suddenly, he gritted his teeth for a while, and then spoke slowly. "All the landlord wants is a face, and the same is true for the black-clothed Rakshasa. If he is not very similar to the landlord's deceased old love, how can he climb to the position of the young master!"

He missed the black-clothed Rakshasa deeply in his heart, so he just pretended to be him and went around killing people.And because I wanted to see the Yubai swordsman who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the young landlord, I came to Qianjiazhuang just now.

"I've heard that..." Dugu Xiaodao said. "The shadow guards in Houtian Building all have the same face, I wonder if this is the owner's preference?"

"That's right. What's good on the top, what's on the bottom will respond." Yan Jiubian sneered, "Haven't you seen the real face of a black-clothed Rakshasa, the landlord loves that appearance."

The old man couldn't help recalling the face he had seen three years ago.At that time, he was sitting in a cave on the cliff facing the Rakshasa in black.The boy in black with a knife in one hand reached out and slowly took off the mask, what Dugu Xiaodao saw at that moment was——

"He—has no emotion at all."

The old man muttered to Yan Jiubian while recalling the face of Rakshasa in black. "Even if you are as cruel as you, you still have the joy of hurting people. But the young master's eyes and face are all empty, yes, the only word 'empty' can be used to describe it."

The black-clothed Rakshasa he saw three years ago was like an empty shell.He will neither be moved by hurting people or taking his life, nor will he sigh for the impermanence of the world, just like a dry well with no bottom, no sorrow, no joy, no love and no desire.

As soon as Dugu Xiaodao saw his deep and peaceful eyes, he immediately understood: this man's heart has died, leaving only a mortal body in the world.

"I think if this person studies martial arts carefully, he will be able to reach a level that is difficult for ordinary people." Thinking of this, Dugu Xiaodao rolled his throat and said with a dull smile.

"The old man often feels that his mind is full of distracting thoughts, which prevents him from using his sword. I don't want this kid to feel empty, without a single thought. This is exactly the 'empty' state that so many masters and masters seek."

Yan Jiubian snorted coldly. "What's the 'empty' state? Do you know how many drugs the landlord force-fed him and how many people he killed to destroy his mind? In my opinion, he was just tortured to the point of being stupid."

He gritted his teeth as he spoke, yet revealed a faint sense of cruel joy, sweet and greasy, as if the person mentioned in the conversation was longing for him so much that he became sick and distorted.

"However... one thing is true." The man in black changed the subject and said suddenly.

"This person is indeed talented in martial arts, even if he is called amazingly talented, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the best in the world. You must have heard the rumors about him."

During the conversation, unknowingly, dark clouds have densely covered the sky, densely covering the sunlight.The needle-thin drizzle fell along with the thunder, washing away the blood on the ground.The sudden flash of lightning instantly turned the faces of the two of them pale, and a chill suddenly swept through the courtyard.

But when the man in black lowered his voice, he paused every word.

"The Rakshasa in black..."

"...'Turn your hands to cover the clouds with your hands and rain, kill dozens of people with one move'!"

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<Volume Two Birds of Prey Are Not Ended>

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Volume [-] is over here, because the end of this volume is a bit heavy, so the next one will be a little bit sandy (maybe)

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